Monday, September 5, 2011

I have a surprise, especially for the moms and moms to be and hopeful moms to be that follow my blog. I will post about the surprise later. But you know, since I haven't posted in sometime I thought I would let you all know here.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

I found this during my nightly searching of the interwebz where I look up random things that don't matter. This, this matters.

If I Should Have a Daughter

Sarah Kay

If I should have a daughter, instead of Mom, she's gonna call me Point B, because that way she knows that no matter what happens, at least she can always find her way to me.

And I'm going to paint solar systems on the backs of her hands, so she has to learn the entire universe before she can say, "Oh, I know that like the back of my hand."

And she's going to learn that this life will hit you hard in the face, wait for you to get back up just so it can kick you in the stomach. But getting the wind knocked out of you is the only way to remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air.

There is hurt here that cannot be fixed by Band-Aids or poetry. So the first time she realizes that Wonder Woman isn't coming, I'll make sure she knows she doesn't have to wear the cape all by herself. Because no matter how wide you stretch your fingers, your hands will always be too small to catch all the pain you want to heal. Believe me, I've tried. "And, baby," I'll tell her, don't keep your nose up in the air like that. I know that trick; I've done it a million times. You're just smelling for smoke so you can follow the trail back to a burning house, so you can find the boy who lost everything in the fire to see if you can save him. Or else find the boy who lit the fire in the first place, to see if you can change him." But I know she will anyway, so instead I'll always keep an extra supply of chocolate and rain boots nearby, because there is no heartbreak that chocolate can't fix. Okay, there's a few heartbreaks that chocolate can't fix. But that's what the rain boots are for. Because rain will wash away everything, if you let it.

I want her to look at the world through the underside of a glass-bottom boat, to look through a microscope at the galaxies that exist on the pinpoint of a human mind, because that's the way my mom taught me. That there'll be days like this. ♫ There'll be days like this, my momma said. ♫ When you open your hands to catch and wind up with only blisters and bruises; when you step out of the phone booth and try to fly and the very people you want to save are the ones standing on your cape; when your boots will fill with rain, and you'll be up to your knees in disappointment. And those are the very days you have all the more reason to say thank you. Because there's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it's swept away.

You will put the wind in winsome, lose some. You will put the star in starting over, and over. And no matter how many land mines erupt in a minute, be sure your mind lands on the beauty of this funny place called life. And yes, on a scale from one to over-trusting, I am pretty damn naive. But I want her to know that this world is made out of sugar. It can crumble so easily, but don't be afraid to stick your tongue out and taste it. "Baby," I'll tell her, "remember, your momma is a worrier, and your poppa is a warrior, and you are the girl with small hands and big eyes who never stops asking for more." Remember that good things come in threes and so do bad things. And always apologize when you've done something wrong. But don't you ever apologize for the way your eyes refuse to stop shining. Your voice is small, but don't ever stop singing. And when they finally hand you heartache, when they slip war and hatred under your door and offer you handouts on street-corners of cynicism and defeat, you tell them that they really ought to meet your mother.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Okay, I'll admit, I can be judgmental at times...who can't to an extent? (If you say you've never judged people, you're lying)

But I'm starting to get a little fed up with the looks I get from people when I tell them I cloth diaper (CD) Cecelia. I mean, really? Why is that so weird? I can see where people think cloth diapers, they think babies bleeding from being stabbed with safety pins and old school leaky plastic covers. But that is NOT how it is anymore! Yes, you can still get prefolds and can use pins, but there are now so many more options than that; All In Ones, All In 2's, Pockets, Hybrids, Fitteds and the list goes on!

And the BEST part? They're SO SO SO stinking cute!

Who can resist a cute little fluffy butt?

I sure can't!

What I think is that when people hear cloth diaper, they only think of poop, which we're parents, thats all we think about anyway. But, people don't think of the savings, and the waste that is being saved.

HERE is a calculator to show the savings you can occur by using CD's. I believe the average is about $3,000 for up to 2.5 years of wear, FOR ONE KID!!!!! Why wouldn't you want to save that money?

As far as waste goes, if a child gets changed 6 times a day for 2.5 years that is 5600 disposable diapers! Thats a crazy amount of diapers, all just getting dumped in a landfill. Crazy!

I know jumping into cloth diapering can be scary, but I'm tired of people giving me the side-eye. So I have one request, even if you don't have any intention of doing CD's at least read up on it and know that those of us who do choose to CD are not crazy!

HERE is a great place to start reading up on all the info that comes with CD's!

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Well, I know I have the cutest baby ever, so now the whole world needs to know. Please take time to vote for Cecelia for a chance to be on the cover of Parents Magazine.

This is the picture in the running

Doesn't she just make you all giddy?

You can vote HERE for her picture. You must hit "Vote for Me" under her picture, then enter the phrase and hit submit. Votes do not count if you only hit like. For extra points from me, like it to your Facebook to get her more votes!

You should also vote for this little man

Gosh. Isn't he just adorable. Him and Cecelia are going to make the perfect couple

Casher is also in the running. I could care less who wins as long as it is one of these sweet little babies. You can vote for both of them! You can vote for Casher HERE. And once again for extra points from Me and Casher's mom, like both of our babies to your Facebook!

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Yes, that would be my family. The cast of Grey's Anatomy. They are the reason I haven't blogged. If I wasn't playing and taking care of Cecelia, I was watching the drama of Grey's unfold- and I loved every second of it.

During my hiatus we took Cecelia on her first zoo trip! It was ridiculously hot out one Sunday and figured why the heck not? She was less than amused and stayed awake the whole time until we were five feet from the car on the way back.

She sat like this the entire time....

See what I mean by less than amused?

Jeff does not have a colostomy bag. Thats his gun...Yes my husband bring his gun to the zoo...pure KLASS!

In other news, my Sweet Girl turned 5 months yesterday! 5 WHOLE MONTHS! I can't believe it. 5 months ago I would have never known that my 6lb 1oz beauty would turn into a bad attitude, hair pulling, fit throwing perfect little girl (I think she's perfect no matter how bad her attitude is, by the way). Here is some cuteness; hold on to your seats, it'll blow you away!

Notice the messy house behind my blue eyed beauty? That would be Grey's fault also.

She'll be "real" crawling in no time!

She is pure love.

Now that I am all caught up on Grey's you'll be hearing more from me...as I'm sure you're all excited to know!

P.S. If you still read/lurk, please comment so I know that you all haven't abandoned me after I fell off the face of the earth! Thanks